Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1887-03-10
Of, WHY sHoULD THE SPIRIT or
lr0ETAL BE PR0UDs


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Oh. why should the spirit Of mortal be
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Like fast nitting meteor, "a fast flying cloud
A flash OF the lightning,a break OF the wave,
He passeth from life to his home in the
grave.
The leaves Of the oak and the willow shall |
fade,
Be scattered around and together be laid;
And the young and the old. and the low and
Shall moulder to dust and together shall lie,
The child that another attended and loved.
The mother that infant's affection who
proved,
The husband that mother and infant who
bless'd,- II
Each, all, are away to their dwellings of
rest.
The maid on whose cheek, on whose brow.
in whose eye,
shone beauty and pleasure-her triumphs
are by;
And the memory of those who have loved
her and praised,
Are alike from the minds OF the living
| erased.
The hand of the king that the seeptre hath
4
The brow OF the priest that the mitre hath
The eye Of the sage, md the heart OF the
brave,
Are hidden and lost in the depths Of the
grave.
The peasant whose lot was to SOW and to
| reap,
The herdsman who climbd with his goats
to the steep,
The beggar who wander'd in search OF his
bread,
Have faded away like the grass that we
tread.
The saint who enjoyed the communion OF
heaven,
The sinner who dared to remain unfor.
given,
The Wise and the foolish. the guilty and
EaFS quietly mingled their bones in the
dust.
SO the multitude goes, like the flower and
the weed,
That wtther away to let others succeed
So the multitude comes, even those we
behold,
To repeat every tale that hath often been
told.
For we are the same things our fathers have
been;
We see the same sight that our fathers have
seen,--
We drink the same stream. and we feel the
4 same sun,
j Aud run the same course that our fathers
have run.
! The thoughts we are thinking our fathers
would think;
d From the death we are shrinking from, they
too would shrink;
! To the lie we are clinglng to, they too
would cling;
But 1t speeds from the earth like bird on
: the wing.
: They loved, but their story we cannot I'M
3 They scornd, but the heart of the naughty
i Is cold;
!, They grievea, but no wall from their slum-
! bers will come;
They joy'd, but the voice of their gladness
;, Is dumb.
n They delay they died; and we things
7 Who walk on the turf that lies over their
Q brow,
!: Who make in their dwellings transient
: abode,
: Meet the changes they met on their pill
grimage road.
= = yen. hope and dependence, and pleasure
and pain,
: Are mingled together in sunshine and rain
And the smile and the tear, the song and
), the dirge,
still follow each other like surge rpor
surge.
b Ills the twink of an eye, It's the draught o.
" a breath,
a From the blossom OF health to the paleness
? of death,
y From the gtlded saloon to the bier and tn,
q Oh, why should the spirit Of mortal be
y proud?
SHE rs MK LADY, o SHE rs MI
"a LOVE.
No beauty born OF pride my lady hath
:, Her voice Is as the path
or a sweet stream, and where It flows mus
l. be
IT Peace and fertility.
70 Who loveth her no tumult hath or pain;
Her cloudy eyes are full of blessed rain
- sky that cherlshsth; her breast
!. Is soft nook for rest.
u She has no varying pleasure
For passions fltful mood;
Of Her Arm, small kisses are my constar
a food,
- ~si-bsFfissy ieid thaif aesdful treIlUt
y ~ To starving birds; her mile
's Gives life 80 sweet style.
III 70 die beneath Its beams would be
at To practise Immortality.
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